The domineering president meets her

After grandpa passed away, grandma became thinner and thinner, and her health became worse day by day. Maybe she missed grandpa and her daughter too much, so she became sick.

I often lie alone on the old rattan chair marked by traces of time, under the tall, leafy grape trellis full of crystal-like grapes.

Sometimes he seems to be resting with his eyes closed; sometimes he looks into the distance with a blank look in his eyes, and no one knows what he is thinking; sometimes he would mutter to himself for a long time in front of flowers, old things, and photos, as if he was chatting with his wife.

Before his death, he handed over the Dream Silk Textile Factory, which he and his wife had painstakingly managed for most of their lives, to Su Huaqiang.

She told him to run the business well, and transfer the property to Su Yin's name when she grew up, and give it to her as a dowry. She also told him to treat Su Yin well, and raise her well until she grew up. She asked for nothing else.

After Su Huaqiang took over his grandparents' silk factory, the unexpected wealth made him very happy. He then asked an expert for advice and renamed it the Su Family Silk Factory.

With the last words of his grandparents, all the old employees were willing to help him run the silk factory, and the business was booming.

Dad never cared about her academic performance in school, but paid more attention to the performance of her various talents in extracurricular interest classes.

No matter how her stepmother tried to stop her, she was willing to hire the best teacher for her interest classes.

Cooking, embroidery, piano, dancing, and golf are the subjects that my father pays the most attention to and he is extremely strict with them.

Because in his mind, his daughter should be raised in wealth, so that she will be well-informed, independent, opinionated, wise, and clear about her own needs;

But a daughter is also a tool for marriage. Only when she is brought up to be excellent can she become a bargaining chip for negotiating interests in marriage.

Therefore, she will never be allowed to slack off or be lazy in her interest classes. This is because of the profit chain, and he is willing to spend money to cultivate her, not out of fatherly love.

Su Yin also knew that her father had always wanted a few sons to inherit his family business. Unfortunately, after so many years of being unfaithful, apart from her stepmother, no other woman had given him a child.

After the call is connected.

"Yinyin, did you get the card?"

"Ah."

“When you have time, go out and walk around more often, and buy whatever you like. Make more new female friends, and don’t let your friends pay when you go out with them. Don’t stay at home all day, working and painting.” The tone of my father’s advice sounded like a leader’s ordinary instructions to his subordinates.

"Okay, Dad." Su Yin answered obediently.

After hanging up the phone, he put the phone down and went up to his room on the third floor.

When I opened the door, I was greeted by a refreshing breeze. It seemed that the room was often taken care of. I glanced around my room and found it was clean and tidy without a speck of dust.

I can’t remember when I started living here when I was a teenager, but the whole house was decorated according to my favorite pink color series at the time, with a sweet princess feel.

The white gauze curtain on the ceiling was draped from high to low, like a fairy-like white mist, dreamily covering the round, soft princess bed. There were various dolls of different sizes placed at the head of the bed; various trophies, medals, and certificates from childhood to adulthood were hung and placed on the bedside table and bookcase; on the day of leaving for work, the used water cup was washed clean but still placed in the original position; even the easel on the small balcony outside the French window, with an unfinished oil painting on it, the paint in the palette had long dried and solidified, but it was still there.

During these days when I was working, nothing had changed or been replaced, and everything remained the same.

It was as if time had never passed through her fingers and she had just left for a short while to do something else.

"Miss, you forgot to take your suitcase." Aunt Li's voice came from the door. She carried the luggage and slowly placed it at the door of the room, speaking a little breathlessly.

"Thank you, Aunt Li. This floor is high and it is inconvenient for you to climb the stairs. If you need something in the future, just call me on the indoor intercom and I will go downstairs to get it." Su Yin smiled sweetly, and warmth flowed through her body.

"I ask a part-time worker to clean the room every day. See if you need any supplies and I'll ask someone to bring them up later. If there's nothing else, just take a rest. I'll call you when it's time for dinner." Aunt Li waved her hand with a smile and turned to go downstairs.

In fact, she knew in her heart that Aunt Li just wanted to come up and look at her more.

Before graduation last year, I completed graduation thesis and defense in several subjects.

When no one was at home, she liked to write in the small flower hall next to the reception room, because the path behind the flower hall was lined with flower beds full of flowers, and at the end there was a green and vibrant vegetable garden.

The fragrant and quiet environment provided her with unlimited writing inspiration.

Aunt Li, who was busy in the kitchen, would take out some snacks or other small foods from time to time, come to her and ask if she was hungry or wanted to eat. Just to see her for a few more glances, she would not take care of the work in the kitchen.

But at that time, he could not appreciate Aunt Li's love for the younger generation, and often complained about her interrupting his writing ideas.

Aunt Li just smiled shyly. Every time she came back, she would quietly sit beside the glass cabinet in the hall to pick vegetables or something, and from time to time she would look up at her writing silhouette with eyes full of love.

Sometimes when I have a headache thinking about words, I turn my head inadvertently and the figure sitting next to me can really scare me.

She had no choice but to go back to her room on the third floor to write.

Aunt Li came less often because it was inconvenient for her to go upstairs; although she felt more peaceful, she had less inspiration for some reason.

Finally, she could only surrender and resigned herself to her fate and went back to the hall to write. With the company of Aunt Li who loved her, she felt much more relaxed physically and mentally. The endless writing inspiration allowed her to successfully complete all graduation papers and graduation defenses.

The blinds are gently closed, and a playful breeze occasionally comes in through the gap, causing the soft gauze curtains to flutter from time to time. The comfortable temperature allows the person on the bed to sleep soundly.

The birds outside the window chirped happily on the branches, and the blinds could not block the naughty sunlight outside, so they could only let them flow into the house at will.

The person on the bed was awakened by the birds' singing and laughter. His eyelashes fluttered slightly, he turned over, opened his sleepy eyes, and the sleepiness faded away little by little.

After hearing several knocks on the door, Aunt Li came in holding the quilt that had been dried in the sun.

"Miss, get up and have lunch. The master said he won't be back for lunch today, but he will come back in the evening to eat with you."

"it is good."

She rinsed her face with clean water. Since she had made up for her sleep, she looked in the mirror and found that the dark circles under her eyelids had faded a lot. It turned out that sleeping was the best beauty recipe.